Born in the time of darkness and evil under the sign of God. glory's my mother fire's my brother sword my holy law. Into the land of chaos and hate there is no place for me.
The fading illusion the sirens' grey tears. It's here in the cold air the town's tragic fear. The breath of infernos the rise of the dead. The portals of chaos the seventh black flame.
Langue in me l'eco infranto. Al truce sguardo dell'angelo cieco. Rovina in me l'antica rima. Nel cuor del cigno ferito e morente.... . Cosmi di eternita' tradita.
Hear the silence of the winds making your own destiny. Go and face the mirror of their sin. Only brave hearts found the way breaking all the dragon's spell.
Male sit tibi tenebrarum rex. ab initio ad finem sacra ultio. cruenta pugna et epicus furor. contra mali discipulos. . Ad perpetuam gloriam lucis. furor ira tenax.
Ascolto ancora il vento. che in disparte mi accarezza. dimenticato pianto. prigioniero della sera. Pianto, dimenticato pianto. prigioniero della sera.
Tenebra, tenebra... domina!. Tenebra, tenebra... danna me!. Let me open the dark portal. and so cross the crypts of ghostland... now.... Tenebra, tenebra... domina!.
Yes, mighty warrior. What you hear now are the suffering,. Voices of all the heroes that crossed these lands before you. . They ended their tragically.
Face me evil bastard, smell the hate of angels. Glory, pride and bloodshed. Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom. Mix of dust and bones. Go back to your abyss, Algalord will not fall.
Iras led his four new friends. to the mountain of Erinor. the only passage known to men. in the plains of the darklands. shades of fear along their way.
[I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica]. . The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth. when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells.
We're living in our units. And one thing we can do is. Work for a life without a fate. We don't pay any taxes. But the state is the axes. Of our minds without love without hate.
[I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica]. . The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth. when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells.
My princess why must I assist at your death. I can't endure this tragic pain. Now I close your eyes while thunder strikes the sky. I cry to see the innocent die.
Run holy beloved horse. On this peaceful day. Through these valleys kissed by light. Where peace is so rare. . So hardy trees let me hear your words. About those memories.
Echoes of terror in this old land. I see the result of their quest. Skulls of old heroes lie everywhere in this mystical place. Dust in their eyes, dust in my pride.
I crossed the valleys the dust of midlands. To search for the third key to open the gates. Now I'm near the altar the secret inside. As legend told my beloved sun light the dragons eyes.
Where sun creates shadow's games. Where tragic echoes speak of death why Lord why. Between the ruins through lakes of holy blood. I walk in tears for my wasted land.